Algernon had taken to spending his evenings in his study, which, admittedly, wasn't that different from how he'd spent his time before the stroke. He was stubbornly getting back to normalcy, and would probably continue with as close an approximation to his old life as he could get until it inevitably killed him. Retirement was for the weak. Never mind that Algernon was, literally, retired.
He looked from the account ledger he was perusing to give Philip a brief glance before looking back down again. "Well enough," he said. "You've been keeping busy I assume?" Keeping tabs on his children was a delicate balance. Algernon wasn't worried of course--he'd gone to great lengths to not need to worry. But Algernon hadn't particularly liked his children as people before, it wasn't like the Imperius Curse had improved things. It had just made enduring easier.
He looked from the account ledger he was perusing to give Philip a brief glance before looking back down again. "Well enough," he said. "You've been keeping busy I assume?" Keeping tabs on his children was a delicate balance. Algernon wasn't worried of course--he'd gone to great lengths to not need to worry. But Algernon hadn't particularly liked his children as people before, it wasn't like the Imperius Curse had improved things. It had just made enduring easier.